"From my wings are shaken the dew
That waken the sweet buds everyone,
When rocked to rest on their Mother's breast
As She dances round the sun."
--Percy Bysshe Shelley
May Day: the first of May. Beltaine. A festival to celebrate the
fertility of the Earth.
I have a special experience to relate about Beltaine '98: it was
my first celebration with other Pagans.
The Pagan community in my small town came together last Beltaine
for a memorable day. We started off getting to know each other--most
of us had never met face to face before--and had a potluck picnic.
Then, we moved on to that most fabled May Day tradition: the Maypole.
(A tip for future Maypolers: if there's an uneven number of people,
one can hold two of the ribbons.)
The Maypole
The Maypole is a dance to weave ribbons around a pole (phallic
symbol). It symbolizes the male aspect of the Divine and is an
incredibly fun and bonding activity. Dancers begin by facing a partner
while standing in a circle around the Maypole: one facing clockwise,
one facing counterclockwise. Then, the partner in each partnership
who is facing clockwise steps in towards the Maypole and the partner
facing counterclockwise steps outward, away from the Maypole. (Or
maybe it's the other way around.) Then, the ones who stepped in step
out and the ones who stepped out step in, and then it's back to the
beginning again. In, out, in, out, all the while walking around the
Maypole. (Caution: make sure small children understand that pattern.
We had some weird knots in the finished Maypole.) Eventually, the
ribbons are woven around the Maypole in a lovely pattern, and everyone
is probably happy and hungry. It's confusing, and for that reason,
delightful.
Mix together oatmeal, flour and brown sugar. Add nuts. Cut in
butter or margarine until crumbly. In another bowl, mix
strawberries and white sugar together. Grease an 8" square pan.
Spread half the crumb mixture on bottom. Cover with strawberries.
Spread remaining crumb mixture over top. Bake at 350 deg F oven
for 45 minutes. Serve warm or cold with whipped cream or topping.
The Bonfire
Another tradition on May Day is to have a bonfire. Warning: if it
is a large bonfire, don't park your car too near it, or the paint
will shrivel off.
The history of bonfires goes back a long way. Beltane (meaning
Bright Fire) or May Day is the first day of summer, and once marked
when cattle were taken to pastures to graze after being blessed with
protective bonfire smoke. Modern Pagans use the
bonfire to affirm connections to the Deities, and at Beltaine '98,
I learned that it can be used for another purpose as well. Goals,
written on slips of paper, are put into the bonfire; the energy
released can act as a catalyst to get you to do those things you've
been putting off doing. Not to mention that a leaping bonfire is one
heckuva site after dark. I could feel the Goddess dancing in the
flames, glorying in the heat.
The sunlight's gold
--Jasper
May Day Lore/Traditions
May Day represents fertility and sexuality.
One tradition of May Day is bringing baskets of flowers to those
you love.
"The fair maid who at first of May,
The French use elder flowers to pack apples. They claim that this
enhances the flavor.
Mix the egg, rose water, honey, & brandy in a medium sized bowl.
Stir in the flour & cinnamon; the batter should resemble slightly
thick pancake batter. If the batter is too thin, add a little more
flour; if too thick, add more brandy. Fold in the elder flowers.
Fry like pancakes or drop by the teaspoon into a deep-fat-fryer
until golden brown. Serve with a sprinkling of orange water & fresh
lemon, or dip into fresh sweet cream.
Yield: About 2 dozen
Note: If you are not using self-rising flour, add 1 teaspoon
baking powder & 1/2 teaspoon salt.
Variation: If you can't find elder flowers, substitute 1 cup
finely diced apples & a hint of fresh mint for similar magical
effects.
Magical Attributes: Protection from Faery folk, trust, beauty,
energy for attraction, & magical ambience. Can also be eaten on
Lammas, St. Valentines Day, or Hallow's Eve.
Have a lovely Beltaine!
Strawberry Crisp
awakens the Earth and me--
the wind carries laughter
and petals, drifting like snow--
magic, carried on the wind,
whispers in the air
like the rustle of silk--
the Earth awakens.
Dandelion Salad
Goes to the fields at break of day,
And washes in dew from the hawthorn tree,
Will ever after handsome be."
Elder Flower Fritters (Medieval England)